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v stared down the lighter, a thousand other things flicking to life in optic space of her vision. she was too shaky to pay attention to any of it. “peachy fuckin’ keen,” pushed through gritted teeth. ⠀⠀ “do me a solid?” a gesture to the ever growing limp cigarette.

⠀⠀ hands shake as she struggles to spark her lighter to life. the cigarette at her lips growing limp.

⠀⠀ this has to be divine punishment or some shit.

⠀⠀ is he for fuckin’ real?

|; touches pool … anyone still here?

⠀⠀ c’mon. y’know i have —

⠀⠀ awh, rogue, ya killin’ me here.

⠀⠀ nah, missed seein’ that death stare of yours.

⠀⠀ yay / terrified.

⠀⠀ fuck yeah, man. i’m starvin’.

⠀⠀ picking up an eddie off the ground. lunch money.

⠀⠀ what the fuck is this?

⠀⠀ takemura asking if i have ADD — choom, i can add and subtract perfectly fine.

⠀⠀ eh, scavs sometimes.

⠀⠀ what’s my reward? 😗

⠀⠀ ‘cause i’m always gettin’ bitten.

⠀⠀ what ya missin’?

⠀⠀ just got my annual rabies shot. 😋